Page 86 of A Lot Like Forever

“But it didn’t,” she continued, finding it impossible to keep her eyes open, relaxed and feeling like her limbs had turned to jelly after being in bed with Nate all afternoon. “You’ve been with plenty of women, gotten all that out of your system, and by now, I figure that you know exactly what you want.”

“Yeah.” He chuckled. “You could say that.” He dropped a kiss to her lips, mouth moving slowly across hers. “Because all I want is you. In my bed, in my kitchen, on my plane . . .”

She giggled. “I kinda like the sound of all that.”

“Well, good,” he muttered, reaching for her left wrist so he could push her arm back onto the pillow and force her onto her back.

“The benefit of you saving your bed at home for me is that I don’t have to insist you get a new mattress at least,” she teased.

This time she was certain Nate growled; she heard the rumble in his throat as he stared down at her, his face inches from hers as he positioned himself above her, supporting his weight with his elbows.

“Enough talking!” he demanded.

“Or what?” she asked, wiggling beneath him, arching her back so her breasts were against his bare chest. “Haven’t you had enough of me yet?”

“I knew you were trouble,” he muttered, reaching for both her wrists so he could hold her down properly, his body heavy against hers now. “From the day I realized you were all grown-up and gorgeous, and then all over again when you landed on my doorstep demanding I take you in.”

“You think I’m trouble?” she asked, sucking hard on his bottom lip and receiving a curse from him in response. “I’d say that’s the pot calling the kettle black.”

“Oh yeah?” he murmured, taking her mouth against his and kissing her hard until she moaned. He softened it then, his lips going from firm to so, so soft.

“Yeah,” she managed.

“I’ll show you trouble, Ms. Mendes. Like you’ve never known in your lifetime.”

She let him kiss her, loving that he was holding her down yet she felt safe as she’d ever felt with a man. “That’ll be ‘Mrs. King’ to you soon.”

“I know,” he replied, slowly releasing her wrists so he could move down her body instead. “And I can’t wait.”

Faith gasped as he kissed her neck, then her collarbone, then teasingly danced kisses around her breast. He might have thought she was trouble, but he was the one who’d gotten her into trouble way over her head. Only now she could see that for once in her life it was the kind of trouble she should have embraced rather than run from. All she’d ever wanted was to be happy, to know that what she was giving a man was going to be returned and then some. And with Nate she had everything. A man she’d admired since girlhood, who’d turned into a man jaw-droppingly gorgeous, yet with the business acumen to succeed in everything he turned his hand to, and he loved her.He loved her.Nate fricking King loved her, and she intended to bask in his love for as long as she could.